True Love Waits
Whenever I see Billy Crawford I remember my ex boyfriend. Its not that they have resemblance. But its because of what he had done to Nikki Gil. I’ve been there. I was left for another girl. I was hopelessly inlove with him during those times, my world almost revolves around him. I expected a lot from him. Dream about our future. Introduced him to my family. I felt like everything was perfect. I felt like he’s the one. Until he dropped the bomb on me the night after my 21st birthday celebration, he asked me for his freedom back. I couldn’t believed that it was happening. I almost died. I fought but he didn’t. He doesn’t want me anymore. That night was hell for me. I blamed myself for everything. I was so hurt. Deeply hurt.
Days pass, while I’m so busy moving on, I didnt know he’s already falling for someone else. 20 days after our break up he changed his relationship status to in a relationship with that bitch. Who would have thought that he already has a new girl. While Im there stucked in the middle of nowhere. Betrayed. Fooled. A loser. I felt like, what have I done for him to hurt me that way. Couldnt he be more sensitive with my feelings? It kills me whenever I remember those times I shed a tear for him. It was really painful. Very painful. I almost loved him with all my heart.
Losing him was painful. Accepting that he’s now with someone else was really hard. Moving on was never easy and forgetting him was like dying.
I’ve never been like this to any guy before. Never ever cried bucket of tears for a guy and never hated a guy except him.
He was once my everything. My universe. My world. But never I became his everything. Because if I was I’m pretty sure he will never leave for another girl.
I told myself that God has a plan for me. Maybe the reason for my heart being broken was his way of him for me to find the right one for me. So that the next time I fall inlove, it would be perfect. He will love me, accept me, take care of me and will never leave me just because that girl is flirtier than me.
One day. Soon, real soon. I’ll have the best love story ever written in the history of love. Someday.